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A raspy voice declared, "Next, we leave it to gravity."

All eyes turned to a man shrouded in a mask and helmet, his face obscured.

Behind him stood a squadron of armed personnel, all donned in black armor.

Lee Cha surveyed the assembly of leaders and couldn't help but marvel. In this instant, Cobra's might had soared to its zenith.

Not even the A.B.C. could hold a candle to it. The A.B.C